What Is It You See Poem by Sheri Green

What is it that you see
When you look into my eyes
A burning spirit, errant and free
Beneath this mortal guise?

Maybe you see someone
You believe is competent
Or perhaps a little brazen
And completely arrogant

Possibly a doting mother
With a love that shines so bright
Or maybe a wanton lover
Whose passions fill the night

Some may see one delicate
As the tiniest dainty flower
Another may see one wild and set
Ready and eager to devour

Or maybe it is a jester
Peering back at you
Or possibly a philosopher
Offering theories old and new

It could be that all of these
Reside within my frame
A blazing soul, wild and free
That cannot be quelled or tamed